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an interior difference. You cannot see it from the outside, but a little bit of it filters outside too. You can see a Zen man walking: he walks so consciously, so alertly. He eats consciously, alertly. He even sleeps consciously. A light remains burning even in his sleep, he goes on watching even his dreams. He is always on the watch -- aware, conscious, alert. That is the difference.
And because he is alert, he remains relaxed. Because he is relaxed, the whole world is relaxed for him. It is the same world he lives in, but the roses are far more rosy and the green is far more green, and the call of the bird is an immense joy.
I have heard:
The patient was a beautiful young showgirl who complained of nervous tensions. The doctor prescribed a programme of tranquillizing pills and told her to come back in a couple of weeks and let him know how she felt.
When she returned, the doctor asked her if she felt any different and she replied: "No, doctor, but I've noticed that other people seem a lot more relaxed!"
If you are relaxed, you will suddenly see other people look a lot more relaxed. If you are silent, the whole world falls into a deep silence. If you are meditative, suddenly you become aware that trees are meditating, rocks are meditating. The moon is in deep meditation, so is the sun and the stars.
When love starts overflowing you -- not the love that you know but the love that Buddhas know -- when love starts flowing then you suddenly see it is flowing all over the place. It is flowing from the trees -- you call it fragrance, it is love. It is radiating from the sun -- you call it light, it is love! It is the gravitation in the earth -- you call it gravitation, it is love.
It is the silence of the night, the chirping of the birds, the flow in the river, the silence in the Himalayas.
When YOUR love starts flowing, suddenly you become aware that love is flowing EVERYWHERE -- that life consists of love, that existence is made of the stuff called love. But first it has to happen in you.
A man of Zen lives as ordinarily as you live. But his ordinariness is not ordinary. His ordinariness has an extra-ordinary
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